Wiskey In A Jar

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Whiskey In A Jar  

As I was goin' over the far-famed Kerry Mountains,
I met Colonel Farrell and his money he was countin'.
I first produced my pistol, then produced my rapier.
Sayin', "Stand and deliver. I am a bold deceiver."

Chorus:

Musha, ring-dum-a-doo-dum-a-dah, whack fol-the daddio,
Whack fol-the-daddio, there's whiskey in the jar.

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny.
I put it in my pocket and I brought it back to Jenny.
She sighed and she swore she never would betray me.
But the devil take the woman for they never can lie easy.

Chorus:

I then went to my chamber all for to take a slumber.
I dreamt of gold and jewels, sure it was no wonder:
Jenny drew my charges and filled them up with water.
And sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter.

Chorus:

It was early in the mornin' before I rose to travel,
Up came a band of footmen, likewise Captain Farrell,
I first produced my pistol, she stolen away my rapier.
I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken.

Chorus:

Now if anyone can aide me, it's my brother in the army.
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney.
If he'll go with me, we'll go roamin' in Kilkenny,
I'm sure he'll treat me better than my darlin' sportin' Jenny.

Chorus:

Some take delight in the hurley and the bowlin'.
Others take delight in the carriages a-rollin,
I take delight in the juice of the barley,
And courtin' married women in the mornin' bright and early.

Chorus:
 


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